


Warm Nights

by Bremmatron33



Series: Snowed In [2]
Category: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime
Genre: Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Frotting, Selkie AU
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2018-02-15
Updated: 2018-02-15
Packaged: 2019-03-19 05:04:46
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,940
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13697448
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Bremmatron33/pseuds/Bremmatron33
Summary: This was supposed to be for valentine's Day. What do you do on the day of love? Fuck a seal man.





	Warm Nights

**Author's Note:**

> Lol this was late because the website wouldn't let me upload it. I think it was my browser. It's here now yay!!

The car ride had been quiet but Breakdown did need to keep settling Knockout back into his seat. As they neared the small town more and more things caught his attention. The mailman, people walking their dogs, kids still playing around outside in the snow, birds. All equally interesting. Breakdown would have found it all much more endearing if it hadn’t started to snow and the roads were turning to shit very very quickly. It had started almost as soon as he’d taken off but Breakdown didn’t think too deeply about it.

When his pick-up finally chugged all the way up his drive Knockout was already out of his seat again admiring the tight line of pine trees and his small house. With less on the line now that they were parked Breakdown could enjoy the cute look of awe and the way Knockout slapped and drummed his fingers on the dash in his excitement.

“Is this really yours?” Breakdown looked from his home back to Knockout. Gods the way he asked was like Breakdown had parked in front of some mansion.

“Yeah. This is it! Let’s get in before the wind starts to pick up alright?” Knockout quickly unbuckled his seat belt and promptly sunk deep into the snow as he hopped out of the car. Although despite being barefoot it didn’t seem to bother him at all as he headed around to the back and helped bring in the supplies and fish they’d caught. While Breakdown was worrying more and more about the commitment he’d made with the snow falling more and more Knockout still seemed like a child who’d gotten home early from school.

Breakdown watched Knockout run through the snow, coattails trailing a line behind him. He dumped everything he was carrying onto the porch as soon as he climbed the few steps and went right into exploring even though there wasn’t much to find. Disappearing around the left side and not returning Breakdown went to go find out what had caught his guests attention.

He found the young man curled snugly on his porch swing. It was...an almost photogenic sight. Not quite romantic but strange and surreal enough to stick in the mind. Knockout just looked so content and beautiful with his too pale skin in his opulent bright red and black coat against the garish backdrop of cheap floral nylon. Breakdown couldn’t help but worry a bit at the man’s quick crash. Dropping to his knees Breakdown cupped Knockout’s face and ran a thumb down his cheek. “Knockout are you alright? You waste all your energy asking about the locals?” Knockout had been out on that lake for hours and Breakdown had only offered him a light meal and small break considering he’d gone back into the lake for a pretty long swim afterwards.

Knockout nodded as he pressed his face into Breakdown’s warm hands. “You’re bed is so comfy. You’re so lucky to have house.” Breakdown was a little too stunned to even laugh. What sort of place was Knockout used to?

“Knockout, this isn’t where I sleep, this is just my porch. Come on, let’s get you inside.” Dropping the stuff in his arms Breakdown managed to fish out his keys from his pocket before lifting Knockout up and resting him against his shoulder.

Scrabbling a bit to get a grip on Breakdown’s coat Knockout quickly settled as Breakdown got a better grip on him. “Inside? What inside? What do you mean porch?”

“The porch is just part of the house. Its nice in the summer but it’s January. The inside is a lot more impressive.” Knockout’s lips fell into a pout as he looked back to the porch swing.

“But I like the porch. What’s the point of it? Why is it only good in summer?” Breakdown really had to think for that one. What really was the point of a porch save for aethstetic.

“Well....it’s not just for summer. I like to sit on it when its raining and enjoy a coffee and sometimes when I can’t sleep I come out to look at the stars. I usually go to the back porch though because that’s got a screen. It’s just….part of the house where you can sit to be outside.”

This only seemed to confuse Knockout more. “But why do you need porch? What’s wrong with just….. Outside?” Breakdown just shrugged. He was sure there was some historical reason for it. Just a thing rich people liked or found useful. Maybe just a design choice that caught on but whatever it was Breakdown didn’t quite know the reason.

“It’s just...nice. It’s nice to have. We can sit out here for a little bit tomorrow before I take you back if the storm dies down a bit alright?”

“Just...nice. Porch is for anytime but just not now. Why not now? Because of the snow? No one to scare away? No need to protect house? Nothing else to enjoy? Breakdown doesn’t like to enjoy snow?”

Breakdown had just gotten the key in the lock as a gust of wind blew snow and cold up his jacket. With a shiver running up his spine he shoved the door open and shook the chill away. “It’s because it’s cold. I just spent my whole day out on the lake. The inside is where the heat is.”  
Knockout had gone quiet but Breakdown could hear his heart racing and he’d started doing the light slapping with his hands again. “I told you the inside was better.” Breakdown felt his smile return, not that it had really left. Walking through the front Breakdown didn’t bother to kick off his shoes despite how much snow he tracked in and headed straight down the small set of stairs to settle Knockout on his couch, already covered with blankets Knockout had plenty to investigate as Breakdown left him to turn the heat up and finish bringing in supplies.

Back at the car Breakdown pondered what to do with the strange creatures he’d packed in ice. They’d long since….calmed? Died? Breakdown couldn’t really tell but he didn’t just want to leave them in his truck bed even if it was quickly filling up with snow. The basement freezer would have to do.

As he headed back in Knockout was already gone from his couch. Breakdown found him in the bathroom sitting in the tub. He’d managed to get the hot water on and was holding his hands under it contently. Breakdown dropped down and rested his arm on the lip of the bath. “You want a bath? Maybe a shower? I got some old clothes that’ll at least stay on your body if you want ‘em.”

“A bath? With the hot water?” Breakdown nodded as he reached over and plugged the drain.

“See, now the tub’ll fill up but you might want to take a quick shower first. Baths are nicer when you’re sort of already clean.” Knockout nodded pensively.

“Alright, where is this shower?” Breakdown looked away slightly embarrassed. Of course he’d pick up the strangest man. Even hermits in the woods had showers so it was getting harder and harder to deny Knockout was….not normal. He unplugged the drain before getting to his feet and offering Knockout a hand to help him out. Knockout looked around the small bathroom for anything else and was surprised by the loud sputtering as Breakdown turned on the shower. Angry he’d missed whatever Breakdown had done he tugged the plastic curtain open but all he got was a face full of warm water. Blinking up at it he still didn’t understand. “So when water comes down it’s called the shower but when it just fills up the tub it’s a bath?” Knockout just looked so done. He was slapping the edge of bath impatiently. “Breakdown I just want to use the warm water!” Breakdown tried his best not to laugh.

“I know, I know~ Here you just pull this bit up and down to switch the water. You wash off with the shower and then you can fill the tub if you want to stay and get warm alright?” Knockout nodded.

“Yes, yes, yes. I understand now.” Knockout waved him off but Breakdown was hesitant. There was a lot of stuff in the shower and Breakdown didn’t want anything stupid to happen.

“Alright. I’ll get dinner started. Make sure you don’t burn yourself the water can get really hot and don’t let the soap get in your eyes it stings. It’s...the stuff in the bottles.” Breakdown felt like he was teaching a child but Knockout quickly reminded him just who he was dealing with as he took a seat back on the edge of the bath and slipped his coat from his shoulders. Breakdown’s eyes roamed down a pale white back and halted at a perky butt as Knockout played with the nobs to get the temperature right. Breakdown swore the man had been wearing shorts but they were nowhere to be found now. Not that Breakdown was complaining.

Happy with the water temperature Knockout turned back to him, his anger and frustration fully melted away. “Are you sure? You can join me in shower.” It was a tempting offer.

“Mhm~ Next time. You just enjoy yourself.” Knockout put on his best pout.

“Alright. Breakdown use stove on crab? Crab is my favorite. You’ll like it.” Well that put a slight hitch in things.

“Uhh…” Breakdown didn’t want to be rude. Clearly if Knockout had eaten the things he’d caught they were alright even if they looked weird. He could at least try them...and if they tasted off...well more for Knockout. Breakdown could just cook up some bass just in case. “Sure! I can do that for ya. Maybe some rice to go with it. I’ll see what I got.” Both off in their own heads Breakdown left Knockout to his shower. Now all he had to do was figure out how in the world he was going to cook that monstrosity.

After taking some time bringing in a decent amount of wood from the shed, get the fire going, and somehow making a steamer out of his grill Breakdown had finally gotten a chance to take his boots off. He’d just tossed on a pot of coffee and was lazily looking through his cabinets when movement in the hall caught his attention.Knockout was heading towards him trailing water and nothing else and for another time that day Breakdown had to practically restart his brain to convince himself he wasn’t dreaming. With a cute yawn and an exaggerated stretch Knockout made his way up the small landing and settled himself rightly on Breakdown’s lap.

“So warm~ “ Breakdown hesitantly rested his hand on the man’s back but it slid slowly downward as Knockout reached up to wrap his arm around Breakdown’s neck. Shimmery black eyes were already droopy with sleep but with Knockout’s free hand sneaking into Breakdown’s shirt to play with tanned skin and grey wisps of chest hair it was clear it wasn’t the thing on his mind.

“You enjoy your shower? I figured I’d have to pull you from the bath cursin’ my name.” Knockout’s nose crinkled cutely as he laughed. Breakdown’s free hand wandered to Knock Out’s wet hair. It was drying quickly now and the longer bits were starting to curl ever so slightly. Breakdown couldn’t help but twirl a strand around his finger loosely.

“I came out of the water to have fun. Not just go right back to water no matter how nice.” Knockout purred the words as he twisted his body, bringing one leg over so he was straddling Breakdown. It wasn’t just the lustful tone of the roll of tongue but an actual purr. Breakdown could feel it deep in Knockout’s chest like a heartbeat. “Your lap is just as warm and….more fun?”

Breakdown could feel Knockout’s hips twitch invitingly, his hand cupped a silky plump buttcheek and gave it a good squeeze. “We should get you some clothes.”

Knockout whined impatiently as he ghosted a kiss against Breakdown’s lips. “I don’t think I need those, do you?” Breakdown chuckled mutely as he turned into the kiss. Returning Knockout’s invitation with a soft peck.

“I uh...I suppose not.” Breakdown was again treated to the teasing pressure of Knockout’s dick against his own as their lips met. Breakdown preoccupied his free hand, firmly stroking Knockout’s back with his thumb as his other fingers went over the man’s side. Knockout’s skin felt like suede, unnatural but so inviting.

Both hands firmly on man’s ass Breakdown took his time kneading and groping the warm muscle before getting up from his seat. Knockout didn’t seem deterred, now trusting Breakdown’s strength he continued to mouth at Breakdown’s lips and tease his tongue deeper to slide against Breakdown’s own and the man’s top teeth.

“Ah~” A shout escaped Knockout as Breakdown slammed him just roughly enough against the kitchen island. The sound swiftly shifting to low and lewd as Breakdown began to really grind down against him. Knockout hummed appreciatively against Breakdown’s throat as he trailed his kisses elsewhere, clawed hands slipping between gray curls. Breakdown still smelled of work and sweat and Knockout couldn’t help but enjoy the taste of the other man just the way he was. He felt Breakdown’s laugh as it bubbled in his throat.

“Someone still hungry. I haven’t gotten a hickey since I was in high school.” Not that Breakdown could really call what Knockout was doing a hickey. It was more like when a dog licked someone’s skin for the salt or the way a cat bit at their owners hair when they were nervous. It didn’t matter, either way calling the man out got him to blush from the embarrassment just like Breakdown wanted.

“I don’t know what that is.” Breakdown chuckled impishly his own kisses ghosting down Knockout’s neck.

“Well it’s...something to do when you want to leave a little mark.” Breakdown’s eyes slowly roam Knockout’s chest till they find a spot near one of Knockout’s collar bones. “Little love bite.” Pressing his lips firmly he gives the skin just a nip, soothing the bite with a flick of his tongue as he continued to kiss and suck the bit of skin. Knockout tilts his head back, throat bubbling with an almost childish glee at the new sensation of Breakdown’s facial hair tickling his skin and the quickened pace of his humping, overdramatic and almost comical. Breakdow pulls off with a gasp and a sigh and a flip of his hair. “You know how all the movies show it. Young, dumb, really, really, really horny twenty something teens who don’t actually know how to sex good yet like to think getting it on starts.”

“I like when you pretend. Let’s pretend more.” Breakdown rolls his hips teasingly, loving the way the man’s hard cock feels against his own.

“I can tell. You came out with lewd intentions mister. I would be insulted you’d think I was that easy if I hadn’t been the one who picked up a complete stranger.” Teasing like this always made Breakdown feel just a decade or so younger. So did Knockout’s laugh at his stupid excuse for an upper crust accent. Something loud and ugly, just that much away from a snort. He could listen to it forever.

“What else is fun but lewd intentions?” The purr was back, it hadn’t left but Breakdown could feel it distinctly again.” Knockout’s hands were back on Breakdown’s chest too, one circling a spot on his pec and the other sneaking under his shirt, inching it up further and further. Breakdown let him till he could no longer reach, one hand leaving Knockout’s hip just long enough to pull it over his head and toss the shirt to the floor. He leaned low and close to Knockout so he could whisper in the man’s ear.

“Oh well...I could show ya’ but that would take a lot more than one night. Snow storms make that sort of thing hard.”

“Mhmm~ Some things are better when they’re hard.” Breakdown barked a laugh but it quickly turned into a shout then a long groan as his whole body shivered. All the blood rushing down. Breakdown hadn’t thought Knockout’s strangely sharp teeth would be a problem since they were blunt enough on the edges and he’d seemed to know what he was doing but now that they were sunk deep into his shoulder it was a bit of a different story. Damn though if it didn’t make him hard as fuck real quick. Part of him quickly reminded himself where he’d picked Knockout up and was screaming at him to get the bite disinfected immediately, the other part just wanting him to say eh...fuck it. It wasn’t really a contest with how tight his pants now suddenly were. To the other man’s credit, Knockout had tasted minty fresh so he must of at least found the mouthwash.

“Ohh~ You wanna play rough now do ya?” Knockout squeaked a muted confirmation as he nodded eagerly, teeth still locked into Breakdown’s flesh. “Well alright.” Sliding Knockout a little lower on the island Breakdown made sure Knockout’s ass struck the hard rounded edge of the wood with every rolling rutt of his hips.

Breakdown felt another small zing of pain as Knockout pulled away but his breathless screams quickly drowned out whatever lingered. “Brea-ah-ah-ah!” With a low playful growl Breakdown pushed Knockout into the counter with a bite of his own. Cruelly slowing his hips to a halt. Knockout didn’t seem to mind too much though he vainly tried to get the friction back but Breakdown had his chest pinned, thumbs slowly caressing sensitive nipples in firm circles. “Mhmmm, so mean~” Breakdown smiled slyly at the tone and the little stomp of a foot but Knockout was already defeated, offering his neck up for more rough kisses. Breakdown found a few nice spots, slowly working his way back to the other man's mouth.

Breakdown looked down at a dazed smile that was stained with his own blood and slowly kissed it clean.

Knockout carefully weaseled his way down out of Breakdown’s grip, clawed fingers leaving hairline scratches as they trailed down bare skin. On his knees Knockout clung to the waistband of Breakdown’s jeans. Breakdown undid the button for him grateful for the relief himself and even more grateful of Knockout as he mouthed his cock through the already wet fabric of his underwear. “Ah god~ Knockout…..fuck~” Knockout looked so hot, so fucking beautiful. He would have looked great sucking any man’s junk but there really was something special about it being his own.

“Breakdown?” Glassy black eyes looked up at him pleadingly. “Can we go to bed now? I want you.” Breakdown took a long moment to savor those words as he stroked his thumb along Knockout’s jaw. Thinking his pleading not enough Knockout’s face split into a sly smile as he rested his chin on Breakdown’s belly and continued his pleading. Knockout needy pleas winning out Breakdown shoved off his jeans bundled up his little snow demon and carried him off upstairs to the bedroom.

The sheets and blankets of his bed were still cold but Knockout sprawled out happily anyway, finding whatever pillow smelled most of Breakdown and making it his new friend as Breakdown himself went and turned on the space heaters. As he made his way back he stopped and looked through the lower drawer of his nightstand. Palming the small bottle of astroglide Breakdown flicked an open condom box and turned up empty. Well….Breakdown had a feeling Knockout wouldn’t care and he could only hope the bite would kill him first. As he nudged the drawer closed with a foot he had to stifle a laugh thanks to an old memory. The memory of Dead End doing his best Mike Wazowski impression whenever the two went to the bed and Breakdown turned up empty handed with his dick out.

“Something funny?” Snapping back to reality a slight panic seized Breakdown but Knockout was looking up at him with genuine curiosity.

“A little. Just the memory of an old partner. Don’t get jealous now.” That smile was back, the one that showed off those strange fangs of his.

“I don’t get jealous.” Circling the still tender bite mark he’d left on Breakdown Knockout stole the small bottle Breakdown had picked up and gave it a quick look. He couldn’t make out the meaning of the letters but it had a familiar scent. “You want to watch or help?”

Breakdown couldn’t tell if that was the most obvious lie or a terrifying truth. The thought was quickly immediately shoved from his mind though, the teasing lilt of Knockout’s question making Breakdown’s dick throb and keeping his mind on more pressing matters. “Little bit of both. I wouldn’t mind if you put on a show for me but I’m bad at keeping my hands to myself when I get excited.”

“I like getting you excited.”

“Oh I think I know.” Breakdown just peeled off his sticky briefs and teased Knockout with a show of his cock. “Are you excited?” Knockout’s hands slowly slid down his hips as he nodded. “Well then what are you waiting for?~”

Breakdown watched Knockout finger himself, slick ombre claws making a mess as they slid along the cleft of his ass then slowly inched deeper to tender muscle. Breakdown watched in earnest as Knockout spread himself wide, as slim fingers disappeared again and again. Breakdown vaguely remembered rings once adorning those fingers. He figured they were now in a small pile on his sink or whisked off to wherever the man’s pants had gone. A few gold bracelets still remained though and Breakdown watched them sway and slide with each flick of Knockout’s wrist. It didn’t take long for Breakdown to be rock hard again, not with how hard Knockout’s own slender cock twitched each time he got himself just right, Knockout calling out Breakdown’s name between every gasp and cut off moan.

Overzealous and impatient with his ministrations Knockout was plenty slick and wet enough for Breakdown to slide his own fingers in along side Knockout’s once he was done playfully pinching and kneading the man’s soft rump. The extra stretch earned Breakdown the cutest noise and he couldn’t help but lean over the smaller man and bury his face in the crook of Knockout’s neck, pecking kisses along Knockout’s jaw and nipping at his ears as he hoped to hear it again.

Breakdown could so easily lose himself with Knockout. He just- there was just something about him...he... smelled so distinctly. Not just of sweat, not just of soap...but...almost of the lake and something much more. Something Breakdown couldn’t place but it left him feeling warm and ageless and naughty. Knockout made him feel so distinctly and it was a feeling he loved.

Nipping kisses at back of Knockout’s neck Breakdown purred loving words as he hummed and gasped and tried to keep his composure. “Ah gods I want you. You’re gonna look so pretty bouncin’ on my dick..” Breakdown could hear the smile in Knockout’s voice as he mimicked his words.

“Then what are you waiting for?” Knockout slipped his claws free and playfully tugged at Breakdown’s underwear, pulling them down just enough for Breakdown’s dick to lightly spring free. Breakdown finished the job as he slicked up his shaft rutting Knockout’s backside.

“You want this? I can feel you shaking. I’ve been teasin’ ya a little too much I think.” Knockout eagerly pushed against him, Breakdown firmly gripped the other man’s hips as he pulled back to get himself where he wanted then nudged his cock forward groaning lowly as Knockout took him. Thinking to himself as pulled Knockout flush against him. “Ah, gods what have I done to deserve this.”

Breakdown started slow, working as many praises, breathless screams and lewd demands from Knockout as he returned his partner. Breakdown loved the long low moans and almost clicking grunts as Breakdown practically let Knockout fuck himself when Breakdown wasn’t giving him what he wanted fast enough.

“So demanding. I thought you were playing coy. Trying to make me the bad guy?” Breathless Knockout stalled so Breakdown pulled him up till he was sitting on his lap so he could give Knockout just a little more and make his little lover bounce.

“Breakdown- ah- so good- mhmm~ So good.” Breakdown rested his head on Knockout’s shoulder and enjoyed the man’s deep rumbling purr, kissing hot cheeks as Knockout’s head lolled to rest against his.

The harder and faster Breakdown pounded Knockout the more beastly and ultimately wrecked he looked. Black glassy eyes rolled back so the white flesh pulled at them, fangs dripping with drool as Knockout barked in ecstasy, making a noise that sounded more like a dog getting kicked than someone having a good time. With Knockout’s claws and toes curling and digging long tears in his sheets through Breakdown was hesitant to stop. He was glad he didn’t.

Knockout was a barking, slapping mess as he climaxed. Screaming Breakdown’s name and mumbling nonsense the other man couldn’t understand but figured meant that Knockout was pretty happy with him. Breakdown followed him at the tail end, hand slamming roughly into the wooden headboard to keep himself steady. He did his best job pulling out as he wrung his cock and let it drool cum down Knock Out’s backside. Knockout gave him a embarrassed slightly disgruntled noise but nothing else as he continued to pant into Breakdown’s pillows.

Exhausted and dazed Breakdown cleaned them both off quickly with a loose towel that hadn’t found the laundry bin before getting them both under the warm covers. Clinging to him, Knockout treated Breakdown to another love bite to make a matching pair as Breakdown massaged his shoulders. The two both fell asleep somewhere between cuddling and crooning in each other’s ears.

It was some time later, either late night or very early morning that Knockout woke him. Nothing demanding but his claws tickling his chest as they made circles in the fluffy mess was enough. Breakdown gave Knockout’s butt a good squeeze to let him know he was awake. “You need somethin’?” Voice thick with sleep and gruff from panting he was surprised Knockout understood him.

“I’m hungry...need water...don’t want to leave.” Knockout whined like a child as he snuggled closer to Breakdown.

Breakdown just chuckled as he kissed the top of Knockout’s head. He had to agree with him, skipping dinner had left him hungry too. Plus the grill! Fuck! Rushing out of bed with just enough sense to throw some flannel pants on Breakdown dissapeared. Knockout watched Breakdown rush from the room and return a long moment later with the cutest sheepish grin. “What’s wrong?”

“Well….not that I figured this would end well considering we let it go for close to five hours but...I lost your dinner. Opened the grill and it was empty. The damn thing escaped.” A smile split across Knockout’s face as Breakdown made his way back to the bed.

“Crafty crabs. Not the first time I’ve lost one.”

“Well…” Breakdown slipped an arm around Knockout and pulled him close, “You should’a warned me.” Knockout nuzzled his neck.

“It’s okay….you make me something else?”

“Yeah I think I can do that. You gonna let me go.” Knockout shook his head.

“Uh-ah.”

“Good plan.”

After lying there for a bit more Breakdown finally pulled himself free and found his bathrobe for Knockout. The two trekked down the cold stairs and Breakdown set Knockout up on the couch, tucked under the warming electric blanket as he revived the fire and cleaned up the mess he’d made by kicking clothes to the side and cleaning out his coffee pot.

Breakdown made them a lazy meal of eggs and sausage and with clean plates and a second cup of coffee for Breakdown the two cuddled by the fire and watched whatever was on tv that time of night till they both slipped back to dozing.

When morning finally came and Breakdown couldn’t stay down anymore he put their dishes in the sink, did a bit of laundry, and finally woke Knockout up. With a stretch and a yawn out of his system he took the iced tea Breakdown had offered him and sipped at it slowly. Getting his chance as Breakdown disappeared to check his laundry Knockout made his way over to the door. The cold wind licked his skin making him shiver, as Knockout glared down at porch covered in a foot of snow, the sky still clouded with steady flurries. There was no way he was going to find a hole in the ice in this and while Breakdown was kind Knockout had a feeling the human wasn’t going to make it to the lake. A warm hand around his waist made him jump.

“You’re letting all the heat out.” Knockout leaned back against Breakdown’s shoulder.

“Sorry.”

“You….want me to get your coat? Truck won’t be making the trip but my neighbor has a snowmobile that I can borrow.” The two admired the blizzard in silence for a moment, fat detailed snowflakes sticking to Knockout’s hair and Breakdown’s sweater.

“I want shower. You join me this time?” Breakdown lightly tugged Knockout along as he shut the door.

“You know...I think I just might.”

**Author's Note:**

> Kudos, comments, requests here or on my tumblr are appreciated.


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